A bright light always seems to dance in the depths of her rose colored eyes. Her smile is quick and ready, always brightening any room she walks into. She is quick to aid most in need, and ready with an encouraging word to those that are faltering. Just under her right ear, over the pulse of her throat is a small birthmark, a silver white eight pointed star.
Little of her past is known, found as a badly dehydrated infant covered in insect bites, inside the mysterious Circle of Visions by a gnomish tradeswoman. As the woman picked her up, the Circled flared to life.. showing the scene of a radiant many rayed star pulsing over a boiling mass of blood red arachnids. Raised in the trade district, her natural affinity for magic blossomed at a young age, as did her fascination with the Sovereign Host and its Clergy.
She has a debilitating fear of Scorpions, and a discomfort around any other arachnid; she does not know from which this stems.